Chained Dolls Free Verse Poetry

Time has a face but no name.
Its hands are ravishing,
flesh tattered. Welcoming forever,
it can erase your future. Questions
will never be answered
for time is mute and ruled
by one with no name.
Time Copyright © 2014 Anna M. Asbury

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